He stood quietly as he stiffly shoved the bouquet into your lap, you had barely woken up and already he had brought a tray of breakfast foods to your bed and an assortment of chocolates as he fought to keep his hands from trembling. Now, with the flecks of grass and dirt on his face and hands it made it evident that the roses were incredibly fresh. Probably "from the small garden outside the kitchen" fresh. Regardless, it was still an attempt at showing you he loved you even if he wasn't the best at articulating it

He pressed a kiss to your forehead and hugged you tightly before taking away your dirty dishes with a swift swipe before you could protest. After he returned from loading the dishwasher and wiping the dirt from his skin, crawled back under the covers and tugged you into a tight hug while peppering the top of your head with kisses. He didn't deserve you. He knew that. Regardless, he was desperately trying to keep up whatever behavior had attracted you to him in the first place. So in his mind, that meant trying to fulfill what he saw in his mind as "proper boyfriend behavior" and that included being overbearing on February 14th. After a long while of silence, he seemed to work up the courage and spoke with a dull tone of morning voice and years of smoking. "Know I don't say it often enough, but I care about you, y'know? 'appy Valentine's Day."